This amazing mystery girl smiled smugly at you. You were standing right next to her, like she asked, but she wasn't saying anything. Just looking at you and smiling. It made you a little uncomfortable. Not too uncomfortable enough to stop you from staring at her bra strap peeking out from under her shirt, and not uncomfortable enough to calm your lust, but definitely uncomfortable. After what seemed like forever, she spoke to you.
"Mr. Smith, could you please hold your hands behind your back?"
What? What was she talking about? And more importantly, why were you now clasping your hands together, behind your back?
She smiled some more, and leaned back in her chair.